“Twin Martial Souls? Innate Full Soul Power? Yet Holy Soul Village sees me as a harbinger of disaster!”
On the day of his six-year-old awakening, a rusty hammer and sickle appeared in Lin Qiming's palms. The villagers cried, “An omen of upheaval!” and pointed their torches at him
Until a Spirit Hall deacon fell to his knees in ecstatic joy: “We welcome the Child of Destiny! The Pope has awaited you for a hundred years!”
“Join Spirit Hall? No. I want to remake its soul!”
Awakening amid the bloody battles of Slaughter City, Lin Qiming saw the shackles of the aristocracy and the people's cries of anguish for what they were.
The hammer evolved into the “Hammer of Communism,” shattering the arrogance of the Clear Sky Sect. The sickle transformed into the “Sickle of Communism,” reaping the rot of the old empire.
He stood behind Pope Bibi Dong, yet whispered to the aloof young mistress Qian Renxue:
“If you don't dare topple this throne of divine authority, I'll be the sharpest blade to do it.”
“Make enemies of the gods? No, we'll create new gods!”
When Tang San raised the Sea God Trident and declared, “I will protect order,”
Lin Qiming and Qian Renxue merged their souls, and the Crimson Sun Domain enveloped Jialing Pass
Ultimate Soul Skill: The Sun Rises as Usual!
Where its light fell, Soul Masters and commoners stood side by side. As the old gods' statues crumbled, a new flag rose: hammer and sickle, piercing the dawn!
“Marriage is a lie told by love? No, it's a pact of revolution.”
On their wedding night, Qian Renxue's fingertips traced the mark of the Asura Sword across his chest:
“If the republic is a gamble, I'll stake my Angel Godhood and join you in the cycle of reincarnation!”
Lin Qiming smiled softly and kissed her bloodstained scepter:
“Then let the whole continent hear our ‘Internationale’!”
